Welcoming chance and spontaneity


Before heading to Europe I decided stop into Chicago to see my good friend Kevin. I've known him since I wad a freshman in college. We always have the best conversations. Today we talked about timing. I asked Kevin if we believes there is such a thing as "a good time for something." he said "no" but "You have to let chance and spontaneity take its course." I will certainly take this to heart: do my thing but be open to what opportunities are in front of me...but be able to recognize that and not miss or pass it up.

Why I booked a one-way to Europe

A few months ago I quit my job that I liked at ExactTarget, to pursue something. What it was, and what it is, I am still seeking. I knew what I wanted to do: design, draw, paint, travel the world, get in adventures and use my God and self-given skills to make this world a better place. Whether it's helping someone with basic concepts of composition or be there for a friend in need, that is certainly to be determined.

I begin this journey in good spirits: having a caring family, great friends (old and new alike) who inspire me, a loving pet and everything a young man can ask for. I travel to look find what I'm looking for but also to figure out what I'm looking for.

If you ask me the question "why did you book a one-way flight to Europe?" my answer is simple: I don't know, because I could and because I should. One of my favorite quotes is from J.R.R. Tolkein, "not all those who wander are lost." This is it. As Odysseus did, he entrusted the wind of the gods to send him home, and I shall do the same. I first must disappear and get lost to be able to find and re-discover myself, in hopes I return as a better person than I was before.

My travel plan is as simple as this: I don't really know.

All I know so far is I'm going to Croatia to visit a country that I know very little about: that the story goes that the Virgin Mary appeared in Medjuajore, that former NBA star Toni Kucoc is from there, and that for some reason there is a giant bronze statue of Bruce Lee.

After Croatia I am staying at an apartment I'm renting in Paris: blocks away from the Lourve, Notre Dame Cathedral and Apple Store. I assure you the Apple store was not planned.

Here is to the unknown and uncharted waters. I firmly believe there is never a good time to do anything. You can wait for the tides to be perfect and one day realize that you grew old waiting for them to be perfect.

My travel plans are simple: get on the first plane, bring my passport and figure the rest out when I get there. We live in a world with good people who will help one another out. I spent some time with my friends Mary Lou and Shawna to learn French. I will figure it out.

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Why I deleted Facebook

There was really no huge reason to delete Facebook. I just didn't want it anymore. I'm trying to simplify my life a bit more and I simply did not need it or feel like using it anymore.

I feel bloated when I'm on Facebook. I have to be friends with people I want to follow and vice versa. Twitter is sufficient.

Facebook seemed like a great way for people to keep in touch, but it skews the reality a bit. It seems as if people assume how people are doing based on photos, status updates and other things.

I miss emailing and writing letters to people. I think I will do that more again, especially when I'm in Europe.

It's time for me to disconnect a bit.

This photo below is a great depiction of why I don't need Facebook: friends working together at a bar, sharing laughs, totally unplanned.


There's time for everything

Nothing is more annoying than "I wish I had time to do that." Time is such a subjective thing that often dictates us—telling what one can and cannot do. Whether we have a lot or a little of it, one thing is for certain...we don't know how much time left in our lives.

If there is really something you want to do, spend five minutes a day doing it. That is the start of making time for something! Five minutes will turn into hours and days if you really find it worth your time. Don't say you don't have time for it. If you really wanted to learn something, spend time with someone or do something, you would make time. Time needs to not be an excuse anymore.

With a few days before I head for Europe indefinitely, I finally thought "oh sh*t, I should probably learn French." The only French I knew before were from films like Amelie. After one afternoon with my friend Mary Lou, I was able to pick up on the language quickly. I think my background in Latin helped, but it really was just taking a few minutes or an hour in a day to commit to it. I now study a bit of French before I go to bed every night.

A few reasons I don't like time:

  • It makes people feel like they should reach some milestone. Ex: "I should be married by age 20-something because my friends are."
  • It becomes a crutch for excuses. Ex: "I didn't get around to it so I couldn't do it."
  • It causes hesitance and reluctance. Ex: "It's just bad timing."

Tomorrow is no guaranty. Sometimes you cannot wait for the tide to be right to do what you want to do. Sometimes it's best not to think about how long it takes for something to be done, or if it's the right time, but merely just trying it and making time for it.

Your homework is to find something you want to do and spend just five minutes a day doing it. Add five minutes more each day after that. Carpe Diem.

Re-united with my old coworker in San Francisco, thanks to Foursquare

I think Foursquare often gets criticized for things it really shouldn't, such as people saying they don't want to use it because they don't want people to know where they are at. Well, that's a great reason to not use it. However, Foursquare is pretty amazing when you're sharing with your friends. I learned that first-hand this week.

I personally have no problem checking into public locations since I'll be in the midst of a bunch of other people—feel relatively safe. I'm also a guy and most people don't want to creep on guys. As usual, I checked into San Francisco International Airport. As I was sitting at a coffee shop, working away, I get a notification via Twitter that my old ExactTarget coworker Meggie checked in at the airport again. I immediately replied to her and said we should meet up.

We ended up meeting in Union Square and got a chance to catch up for a while. If it wasn't for Foursquare, I probably would not have known she was in the same area as me. This is the thing I like about Foursquare.

Meet a tweep: Sabonis is my homeboy (@hyph_en)

This blog post really makes no sense, just like my conversation with my friend Akvile yesterday. We've been following each other on Twitter for a while but yesterday was the first time we finally met. Our conversation was like an episode of Robot Chicken.

We talked about creepin, where we came from, music, movies and...wait for it... Arvydas Sabonis. For those who don't know, Sabonis is a Lithuanian basketball player, quite possibly one of the greatest international players ever. @hyph_en is Lithuanian and we were talking about when she was growing up there. I told her I didn't know anything about Lithuania but knew they really love basketball over there. I mentioned I grew up near Portland and mentioned Sabonis. Her eyes lit up like silver dollars! He is indeed a national hero!

Here's to random conversations...the only way to do it.

Each morning before work, I like to start off with some sort of way to unwind, whether it's looking at LOL Cats or doing a quick random Photoshop image.

This is for Akvile!

Follow her on Twitter, but don't creep on her!

Escape to New York


I was going to blog about my entire trip to New York but that would take a Hell of a long time. Instead, I'll write them in multiple posts. I'll write about why I went, which is for many reasons, and absolutely none. One of the reasons I decided to go freelance was to be able to travel, see friends, meet people and just work in different locations. It is shocking to people when I told them that I've never been to The Big Apple before. I'm interested in art, design, culture and hipster girls. Why I've never been there before is beyond me.

So I booked a flight and went.

For four days, I just lived my life as a New Yorker: went to work, met new people, visited friends, and yes...even had Sunday brunch. After living in Seattle for five years I've quickly realized how it is merely a large small town. Everyone here seems to know each other and social groups are already established. To make new friends, let alone relationships, is damn near impossible. There was something really charming about the attitude of New Yorkers. I experienced it first hand when I ordered a sandwich and asked the server how she's doing? She looks at me and replies, "What do you want?" I wasn't offended at all, but quickly realized that people have things to do here and places to be. Even the old people push you out of the way if you're walking too slow.

Here are a few photos from my trip:

My friend Gabrielle, who I randomly met at a coffee shop there. I've never met a girl so nerdy, it amazes me. It should have been Riker

A convergence of friends. There is something beautiful about all of your friends from different circles meeting and getting along. I absolutely love it. The highlight of this get-together was Jessica meowing on the streets of East Village.

Meeting Warhol. Those of you who know me well understand my obsession with Andy Warhol. The man is my inspiration and my hero, and the both of us have quite a bit in common. Though I've seen his work in person before, it was such an honor to see his most famous work with my own eyes.

Vivi! Veronica De La Cruz and I started as strangers on Twitter, and now we're family.

In the evenings I just walked around and intentionally got lost in the city. Something about being a nobody was beautiful. So many people who have so many stories, and it's up to us to hear them and tell our own. As cliche as the Jay Z and Alicia Keys song is, the lights definitely inspire you.

Something has been different with me since I've returned. I need to go back.